Chapter 419 He Yuxiu Threw Herself On Feng Yuran

"Now?" Feng Yuran's beautiful eyes bent with a teasing look. Mo Xuetong's present expression made his heart soft, and he thought how lucky he was that he could marry Tong'er. "Yes, it is now," Mo Xuetong said petulantly. "Okay, then I'll go into the palace now and speak to Consort Zhao clearly." With a serious look, Feng Yuran held Mo Xuetong's waist to support her to stand up, as if he was about to leave. "You're tiresome!" Seeing his serious look which seemed to tell her that he was going to the palace if she did not stop him, Mo Xuetong grabbed his hand in exasperation with a backhand and gave a hard bite. Since Feng Yuran had known that Mo Xuetong said the words deliberately, he still did it to annoy her. "Ah, it hurts. My wife, please let me go. And I won't do it again." Feng Yuran screamed pitifully and stretched his slender hand in front of her, showing the wound which could not be hurt anymore. Grievance lingered on his beautiful lips. No one could believe that it w